Days With Zion Dawsey

36. Distraction

"Where have you been?" Bonnie asked as soon as she heard the front door shut. She had been waiting for Zion and didn't expect that coming home late meant coming home at 1 in the morning.

"Why are you still up?" Zion asked, approaching her on the couch. He set his briefcase down and waited for her to answer as he gazed down at Bonnie.
"Why are you coming home at 1 a.m.?" She responded, standing up with her hands on her hips.

"This is my house, remember? I can come home whenever I want." He said.
"I get that, but I was waiting for you. I wanted to talk about-"
"Let's not do this again. I'm tired, you should go to bed too." He sighed, rubbing his temple and turning away from Bonnie.

"Zion, I have let you walk away this whole time, thinking you just need time. But I am not stupid, we need to talk." She followed him up the stairs.
"We'll talk tomorrow, let me go to bed." He snapped.
"No, we won't and you know that. You'll be gone again and this time probably before I wake up." She said, grabbing his arm.

"I understand if you don't want to talk about us having sex last night. But I think we should definitely talk about the other thing that happened." She sighed.
"What other thing?" Zion's jaw was clenched again.
"Seriously?" Bonnie gave him a look.

"What do you want me to say? I'm sorry?" He asked, freeing his arm and picking up his pace.
"No, of course not. I just- I-" She didn't really know how to start that conversation.
"Save it, Ebony. It was a mistake to show you and I'm sorry that you had to see me like that, but please just let me fucking go to sleep in peace." He growled once they reached his bedroom.

"Zion, it's not a mistake to let people in. I might not know what you've gone through, but I can-"
"You can what? Help me? Turn back time and bring my brother back?" He asked sarcastically, making Bonnie shake her head with scowl on her face.
"Then I don't fucking need you. What good does it now that I let you see a glimpse of my past?" He asked her, taking off his suit jacket.

"Well, I might not be able to bring him back. But you clearly haven't found closure yet and maybe you wanted me to help you find that." Bonnie said, making Zion chuckle.
"You're delusional if you think I'd want you to help me with anything!" His voice was loud now.

"Then go look for professional help if you don't want mine. I don't need to be a therapist to know that the person I was with last night is not okay." She yelled back.
"I don't need a damn therapist or anybody. I am perfectly fine!" He emphasized the last word.
"No, you're not. How can you ever be happy when you're clearly still hung up on that night. I don't know what happened, but I have a feeling you can't forgive yourself for-"

"Stop fucking talking!" He yelled.
"Zion." Bonnie sighed.
"I don't care what you think I should do. I don't fucking care what you think happened. But do not ever try to analyze me again." He growled, stepping closer to her.
"Or what?" She glared up at him. Zion was surprised that she didn't cower away, like he expected.

"Leave me alone, I won't repeat myself." He said.
"Zion, don't you want to-"
"No, I don't want to be happy and I don't want to have closure, fucking get it in your head!" He exploded, walking towards his bathroom.

"Zion, wait!" She yelled when she realized that he was about to close the door on her. She would not let him leave, even if he thought she was being obtrusive. She grabbed his elbow and was soon pushed against the wall as Zion pinned her body against it.

"You should learn to know when it's enough." Zion growled.
"Do you tell yourself that too?" Bonnie asked him, hoping he would understand that what he was doing was not good for him. Zion closed his eyes, letting out a long breath.
"You are so fucking aggrivating." He said, eyes still closed.

"I wouldn't be if you-"
"Would you just stop talking already." He slowly opened his eyes again, lifting his arm and cupping Bonnie's left cheek.
"Zion." Bonnie said, looking him into the eyes when her own hand came up to cup his. She turned her head and kissed his palm, making him watch that movement with a gulp.

"Why are you doing this?" He sighed, letting his forehead rest on hers.
"Because I care for you." She answered honestly.
"Then don't." He said, closing his eyes.

"Why not?" She asked with a frown.
"Because I'll let you." Was all he said before his lips covered hers. Bonnie had a hard time focusing on what she actually wanted to do tonight with his hot lips distracting her. She wanted to talk to him but definitely wasn't opposed to having sex with him again.

"Zion." She said after successfully ending the kiss.
"What is that supposed to mean?" She asked him.
"You'll never stop, will you?" He sighed, stepping back from her.

"Don't do that again. Don't always distance yourself when I want to-"
"Relax, I wasn't leaving." He said, shoving his hand into his pants.
"Oh." Bonnie blushed, realizing that he was adjusting his hard on.

"Oh no." Bonnie said once she heard the familiar sound of her son crying. She looked at Zion, seeing him react with wide eyes as if he only now remembered his son sleeping not too far away.
"I'll just go and-"
"Yeah." Zion answered, turning away. Before Bonnie left his bathroom, she turned back towards him.

"Please don't close up again. I'll be back in just a second." She said, making Zion shrug as he got rid of his clothes. He started up his shower as Bonnie sprinted towards River. She fed her son and waited patiently for the infamous milk coma to settle in. Once it did, she quickly put on her pyjamas and walked back into his bedroom, hearing no sound of a shower.

Zion was already tucked in, wearing a shirt. His lower body was once again covered and he lazily opened his eyes when he heard Bonnie come in. It was dark in his room, but he watched her silhouette approach him. As soon as she got under the covers, he grabbed her waist and pulled her on top of him, gaining a squeal from Bonnie.

"What are you-"
"Let's not talk, Bon." Zion's gentle voice surprised her.
"Zion-"
"I just want to sleep with you tonight." He said, kissing her neck.

"Do you have a condom this time?" She asked, stopping Zion.
"I thought so. Do you even remember not using one last night?" Bonnie asked, annoyed he wasn't even thinking about the consequences.
"Did you-"
"Yes, I did." She interrupted, knowing he'd ask if she bought the morning after pill.

"Good." With that, he was back at kissing her neck as his hand traveled downwards. He gave her butt a good smack, which immediately reached her groin.
"Zion." She moaned. Zion continued, knowing her weaknesses already.

"Bon." He growled in her ear before turning and hovering above her. His lips never left her skin and before Bonnie knew it, she was naked again.

Zion entered her with the knowledge and the satisfaction of having distracted her.